Zhong Shan was about to take action, but was stopped by Wang Xiaoming's words: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and the meaning will be different if you get involved."

"Professor Wang, you can't do this." Zhong Shan shouted, not daring to act recklessly.

"Many people have to make sacrifices in order to solve supernatural incidents. Now it's just his turn." Wang Xiaoming's attitude is still very firm.

While struggling, Guo Fan couldn't help but cursed: "Fart, Wang Xiaoming, you are so damn unwilling to sacrifice..."

It's just that his voice was high-pitched and hoarse, and he seemed to have difficulty speaking.

Wang Xiaoming turned to look at him and said seriously: "If the time is right, I will."

The ghost rope behind him was getting tighter and tighter, and at the same time it kept pulling Guo Fan into the darkness behind him. He was unable to resist, because at this moment he realized that the rope was not just as simple as strangling his neck.

And he also suppressed the ghost in his body.

Because the ghost in the spiritual position has no reaction.

This feeling, and this phenomenon of being covered in darkness, is simply like... facing a ghost.

"Who could it be?"

Guo Fan was shocked and angry. He was sure that although the ghost rope belonged to Yang Jian, the person who appeared today was definitely not Yang Jian.

The sound of broken neck bones could already be heard from his tightened neck. He was in excruciating pain, but he still endured the pain and twisted his neck to try to see clearly who was hiding in the darkness behind him.

Who is so terrible that he has no ability to resist?

The moment he was about to be completely swallowed up by darkness, he saw it.

I saw a figure standing on the other end of the ghost rope, a cold, stiff person like a corpse.

The man's face was darkened, his whole body was lifeless, his eyes were hollow and numb, and he had no energy at all.

What shocked Guo Fan the most was that this man's appearance was exactly the same as that of a ghost.

This is a ghost... Wei Jing.

No.

How is this possible? The ghost mission will obey Wang Xiaoming's instructions. It's wrong, it must be wrong.

This is not Gui Cha, this is Wei Jing.

Wei Jing came back to life?

For a moment, Guo Fan thought about a lot of things in his mind, and he felt frightened.

A person who had died a long time ago and was replaced by a ghost after being revived by a ghost suddenly came back to life.

Could it be that Wang Xiaoming can already rescue the people who have been revived by Li Gui?

"Wait, wait a minute, I promise you, I agree to your request..."

At this moment, Guo Fan chose to retreat. He did not dare to fight anymore. His own ghost was suppressed, and Wei Jing, who was suspected of being a ghost, appeared.

This is a fight without calculation.

"I'll give you ten seconds." Wang Xiaoming's voice came.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Fan felt that the ghost rope around his neck suddenly loosened a little. It was not as tight as before, and at the same time, the strange suppression no longer existed.

This is the last chance for Guo Fan.

If he doesn't agree, Wei Jing will take it forcefully.

Guo Fan had no choice but to grit his teeth and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt. His stomach was empty and there were no internal organs inside, revealing a putrid stench. He took out an old wooden memorial tablet inside.

There is a picture of a dead person on the memorial tablet, and the person on it is almost similar to Guo Fan.

That's a real ghost.

But the next moment.

The person in the photo changed his appearance. A frightened Guo Fan suddenly appeared in the photo on the spiritual throne, but the ghost in the photo disappeared.

At this moment, Guo Fan's neck clicked and twisted, and then the wound made by the strangulation quickly swelled and was actually recovering.

There is no longer any breath of living people in the body, and the coldness that belongs to ghosts permeates the air.

Now Guo Fan has become a real ghost.

Once the ghost appeared, the only remaining light above his head suddenly went out, and at the same time the ghost began to move.

It turned around and walked towards Wei Jing in the darkness behind it.

But the next moment.

The ghost rope tightened again, directly strangling the ghost's neck, just like Guo Fan before, only this time it was a little more ruthless.

Guo Fan's corpse, which had been replaced by a ghost, left the ground and was hung in the air.

It seems that suppression has taken hold.

The wooden spiritual tablet still held in the ghost's hand suddenly released its stiff grip and fell from mid-air.

Guo Fan in the spiritual position still looked horrified, as if he had realized that he had left his body and had become a parasitic consciousness in the spiritual position.

"Pack your things, it's time for us to leave." Wang Xiaoming stood up at this time.

Zhong Shan on the side watched without saying a word.

He couldn't prevent this from happening.

The ghost master hidden in the darkness was so terrifying that Guo Fan didn't even have room to resist, otherwise he wouldn't have directly begged for mercy.

"Is he dead?" Zhong Shan looked at Wang Xiaoming.
Chapter completed!